Trickster's Ashes

Everyone assumes time travel would be a gift... but I wonder if they'd feel the same way if they knew about the strings attached.

The only reason I exist is to help monsters escape from their prison. I'm a construct, forged from the ether and cosmic ash and given human form. My maker? The Titan, Kronos. I'm sure his reputation precedes him.

They never meant for their tool to have a mind of its own, to want a life outside of plotting a prison break from the most notorious dungeon in the seven ...